The Rope-Maker (Emile Verhaeren Poems)
In his village greyAt foot of the dykes, that encompass himWith weary weaving of curves and linesToward the sea outstretching ...
In his village greyAt foot of the dykes, that encompass himWith weary weaving of curves and linesToward the sea outstretching ...
So he is dead. A strange, sad story clings About the memory of this mindless man;A tale that strips war's ...
Darkness sat brooding o'er the infant world, That in chaotic gloom and silence lay, Till from the throne of Light ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest,When into the hall comes the Minstrel ...
So let these songs their story tellTo all who in the Northland dwell, Since many friends request it.(That Finland's folk ...
Forth from the city in our cars we drove, Until we halted at the pasture ground. The general came, ...
IBreathers of wisdom won without a quest,Quaint uncouth dreamers, voices high and strange,Flutists of land where beauty hath no change,And ...
" Behold the mansion swift upreared for Jack: See the malt stored in many an ample sack. Mark how the ...
I chanced upon an early walk to spyA troop of children through an orchard gate:The boughs hung low, the grass ...
In other days a tower 'tis saidFar hence upreared its stately head:And proud Saint Oswald ruined nowPeer'd o'er yon lofty ...
Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon ...
Next To Everest Highest Of MountainsO white priest of Eternity, aroundWhose lofty summit veiling clouds ariseOf the earth's immemorial sacrificeTo ...
Hear ye my statute, men of Attica-- Ye who of bloodshed judge this primal cause; Yea, and in ...
As the young millet, by the genial rain Enriched, shoots up luxuriant and tall, So, when we southward marched ...
On Sarum's plains I trod, Where many a Druid sleeps, Upreared upon the sod, The wind their altar sweeps. There ...
Look, Dear, how bright the moonlight is to-night! See where it casts the shadow of that tree Far out upon ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest, When into the hall comes the ...
PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray (Thrown back from flowers) of Beauty's eye, As in those gardens where ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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